Slap Your Mamma, Cheaters Never Prosper

damm this shit real talk, thats whats up. I'm loveing you tomcat I should check on this thread more often, since I wrote it. Been so busy humping. Ava Love Originally Posted by Ava Love

I know I've been asleep all day but huh?

Hi baby, I see you made it through S.A. next time I'll go to austin with you and we'll see whats up, take care. Ava Love

Mmmm! Hot Doubles, THAT'S what's up!

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muthafucka come near me we're fighting

yes... you have won, the very special PM from Boardman, Boardman will leave a PM for of your chosing, but only if your PM is working. Originally Posted by live4fun

Ah its a vicious circle.............

I know I've been asleep all day but huh? Originally Posted by luxury daphne

Now you know why we keep having threads about some providers talking too much...

I feel like poetry today

A Naughty Little Poem

She whispered "will it hurt me?"
"Of course not" answered he
"It's a very simple process,
You can rely on me."
She said "I'm very frightened,
I've not had this before.
My friend has had it five times
And said it can be sore."
It was growing rather painful
Tears formed in her eyes
It was hurting quite a bit now
It must have been a size.
"Calm yourself" he whispered
"His face filled with a grin
"Try and open wider
So I can get it in."
"It's coming now" he whispered
"I know" she cried in bliss
Feeling it deep within her now
She said "I am glad I'm having this."
And with a final effort
She gave a frightened shout
He gripped it in anguish
And quickly pulled it out.
She lay back quite contended
Sighed and gave a smile
She said "I'm glad I came now
You made it worth my while."
Now if you read this carefully
The dentist you will find
Is not what you imagined
It's just your dirty mind!!

I feel like poetry today Originally Posted by luxury daphne

There once was a provider named Daphne
Who was hot looking and drama free
A popular lass men would line up to see
And what a great ass they all would agree
Her ATF several claimed to be
When asked which was she replied All Three
A blowpop with her on her knee
Drained men of their juices and filled them with glee
A postwhore she would be
Anytime she wasn't catching Z's

I was thinking more like Emily Dickinson, but okay...

Wild Nights
Passionate Poem by Emily Dickinson

Wild nights. Wild nights!
Were I with thee,
Wild nights should be
Our luxury!

Futile the winds
To a heart in port
Done with the compass
Done with the chart.

Rowing in Eden.
Ah, the sea.
Might I but moor
Tonight with thee!

Still My Mind - Act 1
by Bentwig420
Still it rushes through me,
in every pore,
through every cell.
What is this . . .
what feeling is this?
I cannot tell,
what secrets unveil
capabilities
unknown to limits.
This absolute emmersion
blankets my every
conscious thought.
Drawing you closer,
bringing you here.
So close to me I dare not say -
still not within my sight.
I feel your breath,
heat penetrating my skin
like a hard summer rain.
I feel your face, your eyes,
trace your mouth
with my fingers.
You give me breath
so close to your mouth,
still we do not touch.
Smoldering fantasies
ignite burning,
lust and longing.
Desire tempts me.
"Move closer . . . " she whispers,
"closer, closer. "
A paradox? Closer to you,
like the finest lace -
our bodies occupy exactly
the same space.
Deeper you come!
Taking you in -
surrounding me and filling
me up- and down- push, shove
CRASH!
Eyes open, must I see?
Truth is now . . . this reality.